For the first time in the 6 years since Nanette's adoption, I heard her ' crying' early this morning! It was a gentle sad whimper.
I immediately got up and went to her to realise she was grief stricken over Bertie's demise. Her expression was indescribable.!!
Quickly I got dressed, ate a hurried breakfast and we went out.....we walked in fact nearly all day....just coming home for a quick lunch. She cheered up in the town, meeting all the other people and dogs and gradually I realised we were rediscovering the life we had before Bertie arrived.
He was such a bundle of love but a very difficult dog ,who needed alot of my attention both in the house and out walking. There was always the possibility of him biting someone...In the house, he had fits sometimes, nightmares and needed constant reassurance. It was much better during the last year but even so, Nanette and I had many broken nights!!
This meant that the dynamic between Nanette and myself changed of course. Although I am still shedding tears over Bertie''s absence, I can see this is an opportuntiy to redress that balance. This means that she can accompany me much more and once again enjoy a much more social life.
There are no accidents in life as far as I am concerned. It was the best thing for Monsieur Bertie and is the also the best for Nanette and myself. Enjoy your Being in the Summerlands my little man....with your darling Mimi xxxxx